Osamu Dazai. Confessions of an "inferior" person (№ 316596)

I didn't want to see anybody, I ran to the roof, threw himself on his back, fixed his gaze at the rainy night sky. Possessed not anger, not disgust, not longing even, and terrible, unspeakable fear is worse than the one in the cemetery evoke thoughts of ghosts; I was overcome terror resembled the reckless thrill of the ancestors, when in front of their eyes under the cryptomerias temple appeared Shinto deity in white.